Goodbye Paradise

We spent one night in Mauritius, and what a great place it was. I have a feeling I will never go back, but it was an interesting experience. On the first day we arrived to see a fairly dirty country. Other than the coastline and fancy european resorts, mauritius is filled with smoke from the constant burning of sugar cane fields and the disheveled people. We took a taxi to the tamarin resort and went for 2 scuba dives which were also interesting. Not only did the air taste weird, my octopus broke underwater, my primary regulators mouthpiece feel off and my mask had a small hole. From now on I’ll get my own equipment for dives outside the US. We saw plenty of aquatic life, but most of the coral was dead and the visibility was marginal at best. The most exciting part was seeing fields of bubble coral as a school of fish swam by. I couldn’t get the videos I wanted because the underwater cameras buttons don’t work underwater. We ended the dives with a delicious beach barbecue, some locals selling items came up to the island where we ate and sang us the traditional island tunes of Bob Marley. The Coca-cola in Mauritius is produced there and I would consider it to be significantly better than the Coca-cola in south africa, it doesn’t have the weird bitter taste. We took a taxi to the Intercontinental resort, and on the way over Lauren Lindstrom fought with the driver in french, I spoke to him in english, and Stephanie Roy thought that speaking only spanish would get us a better price. When we got to the hotel Megan O’neil and I pretended to be dating and took a golf cart to our room, Clay Sara Legrand and Natalie Shah had already spent most of the day there and were in the hotel room next door. The hotel was absolutely beautiful and was packed with rowdy semester at sea students, the hotel shut all the bars down early because one of the students threw an empty glass at the bartender. In the beginning of this trip I used to wonder why there were so many rules, and why everyone was complaining about all of us being “ugly americans”, now I see there are way too many “children” on the ship. Most of the student are sophomores or juniors, and for some of the worst offenders this is their first semester of college. Dinner was excellent and very expensive, I ate with Megan O’neil and Olivia Lange, our bill was 230 US dollars and we only had one drink each! In the morning we took a catamaran out for the entire day, there were only 5 guys on the boat and 22 women. Our catamaran dropped us off right next to the ship, we just had to go through customs and take a water taxi. Our water taxi’s steering wheel broke and we made lots of little circles before we got to the ship with 3 whole minutes before the deadline. Casualties of Mauritius include one of my leather shoes (somehow fell off our boat), and my favorite swim trunks remain in the hotel room. Phoenix is the local beer in mauritius it is delicious, the rum isn’t too bad either. Six days until India, I can’t wait to get off the ship.